"Such a complex design is indeed rare on armor," Granda agreed.
The armor was made of bronze.
In modern armor and weaponry, bronze had long been phased out. Iron ore was also divided into many categories, such as Normal Iron, refined iron, and Dwarf Iron Ore.
That was enough to prove that the tomb on the Ghost Ship had a sufficiently long history.
"If the Grand Text Society has any relevant records, we can ask them later." After taking several photos, Wu Heng brought over a box and packed the armor pieces and fragments inside.
"Sure!" Granda nodded.
Neither Wu Heng nor Granda was particularly interested in history.
If there were relevant materials, they could take a look. If not, they would not spend enormous amounts of time like the Grand Text Society trying to unravel ancient secrets.
But this Ghost Ship had also confirmed something for him.
The panel could translate relatively ancient inscriptions as well.
If he remained stuck at the Hero Stage, helping the Grand Text Society decipher Ancient Literature might not be a bad way to spend his retirement.
After packing everything up, Wu Heng stored it in his Spatial Ring.
He would have someone deliver it to the Association tomorrow.
Granda returned to her spot to read, while Wu Heng drank tea and considered his future plans.
Lilith had confirmed that headquarters had acknowledged his identity as Leader.
All that remained was for headquarters to issue a public announcement.
Once it was announced everywhere, and with becoming a hero being such a major event, quite a few people should come to know him.
Unfortunately, reputation was no longer useful to him.
He opened the panel and took a look.
Faith: 21/50000.
It had barely increased during this period.
It seemed that not